One day Daniele said to Fiore: "If either one of us was a woman, we could marry each other..."
"But I'm happy being a man, and if you were a woman, I don't know if I would like you... I mean, you wouldn't be yourself any more."
"Yes, you are right... but you know, it was just thinking out loud... I'm glad you are a male, and that I'm the same. And above all, that we found each other."
One day at lunch, Fiore's father gets up and makes an announcement, "Well, Fiore, as it seems that since you are not able to find a girl by yourself, I found a wife for you."
"You what?" the boy asks, his jaw agape.
"Yes, it's Elvira. She's a pretty girl, isn't she? And you've known each other since you were children..."
"Do you mean Elvira, Daniele's sister?" Fiore asks with amazement.
"Yes. And since Daniele also needs to find a wife, we talked with his parents about one more marriage -- your sister Lidia and Daniele. It is all arranged. Since you two are such close friends, you'll also become relatives. We will give you our bordering field and there we will build your new home, next door to each other. It's all already arranged, all the expenses will be shared half and half. There will be only one marriage ceremony, rather than two, so the marriage dinner will be less expensive."
"Hey, listen, wait a moment... I don't want to marry Elvira!"
"You are friends, aren't you? She doesn't lack anything. She's a pretty girl, and a hard worker. Anyway, it's already settled with the Marcucci family, we just have to decide the day."
"But I didn't agree to this, you never heard yes from me!" Fiore protested, angrily.
"What's that! You'll say your 'yes' at the altar. You will get engaged, we've been telling everybody."
"Without asking me... without... and Daniele, what does he say? Does he want to marry Lidia? And you Lidia? I suppose that you have nothing to say about this?"
His sister smiles: "I just heard about it now, like you. What do I know? They've discussed it... I saw them whispering together. but... To me, anyway, I'd like it. Daniele is a wonderful man, and quite handsome. I like him, and since they have already decided why fight it?"
Fiore is in a black mood: "I have to think about this, I'm not about to say yes. And until I do, these marriages will not happen!" he says angrily, He stands up and marches out of the kitchen, into the barnyard. He paces back and forth, nervously. Then he stops, looks and then goes towards Daniele's house -- he must talk with him.
They meet just outside the gate of Daniele's barnyard. "Did you hear?" Fiore asks him at once.
"About the marriage? Yes, I heard the news just now. I was coming to see you to talk about it."
"They cannot force us!"
"No, they can't!"
"What does Elvira think about this?"
"That you are a bear, but that she likes you..."
"Lidia likes you too..." Fiore says sadly.
They walk through the fields, side by side, in silence for a while.
Then Daniele smiles and says: "I was just thinking... They'll build our houses together... so we can live together, right?"
"Yes, but you're on one side, and I'm on the other. We can't sleep in the same bedroom, in the same bed."
"But anyway we'll live together, we'll work together, the same barnyard, the same stable, and possibly also the same kitchen."
"But not in the same bed. We will have to continue meeting in secret."
"But we will become relatives, in the same family... That's better than nothing, isn't it?"
"Oh my God, yes... it's better than nothing, but..."
"Our women in the kitchen and we two... we can create our own secret shelter, in different ways."
"So, are you telling me that it will be in our best interest to accept?"
"Well... don't you think so, Love?"
Fiore's parents are quite astounded by the sudden change of heart of their son, but it makes them happy. The two couples become engaged. They stroll in the village, almost always together, the two boys always in the centre and the two girls to the left and right of them. Fiore courts Elvira, Daniele chases Lidia... When they all sit on a bench, Daniele puts his arm around Lidia's shoulders, Fiore puts his around Elvira's waist, and their free arms, hidden between the two boys' bodies, are joined by their fingers tightly intertwined.
A FOURSOME HONEYMOON
The marriage day is set. The two boys go to the same tailor for their new formal suits, and have them made identically. They also choose identical wedding rings. And Fiore has an idea -- even though he stopped his sexual relationship with Giampaolo, that time when he was in the army, they remained good friends. He explained to him about Daniele and Giampaolo understood. So, Fiore takes the train and goes to see him. He explains to him what has happened, and asks for his help.
"Listen, can you organize our honeymoon journey?"
"Yes, I'd be happy to, and I'll give you a great deal. Where do you want to go?"
"Where would you suggest?"
"The Canary Islands. There is a promotion going on."
"All right. But... can you book us three double rooms instead of just two?"
"Three? Who's coming with you, another couple?"
Fiore smiles: "No -- one for my wife and me, one for Daniele and his wife, and the third for Daniele and me."
Giampaolo bursts out in laughter: "Sure I can. But whose name do I book the third room in? Won't it look odd if one of you has two rooms, two keys?"
"Well... you are the expert..."
"Yeah... I'll figure out something, I'll do my best... But what if your wives suspect something?"
"We are used to being very careful..."
Giampaolo devises a solution. In the Canary Islands there is a hotel divided into two parts. The traditional one has ten floors looking to the sea and, behind this, in a pine grove, are bungalows with separate reception areas. He will book two bungalows for the two couples, and in the main building a room for Fiore and Daniele. With the pretext to go to the bar, to the sauna, to the barbershop, or to use any of the many services that are all in the main building, the two boys can sneak upstairs to their room...
The marriages are celebrated; it's a great event in the village to have a double ceremony. The dinner party is held in the open air. The newlyweds during the dinner, as is tradition, make their "flight" -- they go upstairs to change their clothes, take the already packed luggage and leave for their honeymoon.
A train, another train, a taxi to the airport, the plane. The Canary Islands are awaiting them. The two brides chat between themselves, sitting side by side, while their husbands sit in the seats in front of them. From time to time Fiore and Daniele look at each other in silence, and smile to each other. They have a blanket on their legs, and under it, their hands are tenderly intertwined. It is their honeymoon: they wear identical rings on their fingers. It's just that they have with them their respective sisters... Well, they should carry out their duty with them, of course, but the game is worth the reward. Daniele's hand parts from Fiore's and slips to caress him between his legs.
"Are you OK?" he asks in a low voice.
"Fine, and you?" Fiore asks stretching his hand between his lover's legs.
"Yeah..." Daniele answers, settling in his seat, so that his lover can touch him with ease.
Fiore too stretches out his legs, with a satisfied smile.
A flight attendant bends over, smiling at them: "Is everything all right, gentlemen?"
"Yes, thank you."
"You are on your honeymoon, aren't you?"
"Yes," they both answer, massaging each other's erections under the conspiratorial blanket.
"My best wishes for your happiness." The flight attendant says and goes away, unaware. The two boys burst out in laughter.
The brides peep over the seat backs: "What's up?" they ask, curiously.
"Oh, nothing." Daniele says.
"We just feel happy." Fiore says.
The brides smile again and sit back.
Elvira whispers: "He has changed, Fiore. He is not at all a bear."
"No, my brother is a really good boy. Do you know, that he never had a girl before you."
"Daniele didn't either, before you, that I know of. But... tell me, have you two already made love?"
"No, not yet... and you two?" Lidia answers in a whisper.
"No, no. They are different from the other boys, aren't they? They are more serious."
"At least, we will not have to fear that they will chase other skirts, right?"
"But you... are you still a virgin?"
"Virgin, me? Are you kidding?"
"Isn't it funny? They possibly still are." Elvira says and they both giggle, amused.
They settle in their respective bungalows. It is the first night of the honeymoon. In the deep of night, in a double room on the seventh floor, the two grooms meet. They are finally alone in each other's arms. They kiss.
"What did you tell her?"
"That I was not able to fall asleep, so I needed to take a walk. And you?"
"Nothing. She was sleeping. I just left a note in case she wakes up -- saying that I'm thirsty, I'm going to the bar. Will be back soon."
They feverishly undress each other.
"Did you carry out your duty?"
"Sure, and she seemed to enjoy it. But she was not a virgin, did you know?"
"Really? your sister neither. And she seems satisfied with me too... But I want you, badly."
"You're telling me!" the other answers while, naked, they lay down on the bed.
"Did I tell you that you have a really beautiful cock, Fiore?"
"You too. You didn't let her suck it, did you?"
"Are you joking? I save this only for you. Ah, that's good, I like how you lick it!"
"Elvira wanted to give me head, because mine didn't get hard. But I told her that I don't like such things." Fiore says, giggling.
"But then, how did you manage?"
"I just thought of you and I had a hard-on, instantly."
The two boys unite in a passionate sixty-nine.
"Good Lord how great it is! At last, my Daniele!"
"Yeah... and this is the first time we've been able to do it in a bed..."
"Oh, Fiore, take me, please!"
"Yes, Love."
"But don't cumm soon, because I want to take you, then again you me, then I..."
"Do you know that you seem more beautiful than ever?"
"Who do you like better, me or my sister?"
"You, dummy! Ooooh... ooooh, finally.... Oooh, that's fantastic!" Fiore moans while he sinks inside his Daniele.
"Yes... yes... this way... it's great... feeling it all... inside me...." Daniele pants while pushing himself against his lover.
"Oh, Daniele, you are such a gorgeous male... I'm wild about you..."
"You too... you are so strong, beautiful... oh God, how good you fuck..."
"Oh God, I have to stop... or I'll cumm... take me, now..."
The day after, the two brides take a stroll on the beach while their men are rowing out on the open sea, they confide in each other.
"How was it?"
"Good... Daniele has a really beautiful tool, you know? And he knows how to make me enjoy it... And Fiore, how is he?"
"I worried for a while, it seemed that he could not get a hard-on. So, I asked him if he wanted me to work it a while with my mouth, you know. Normally males love it, they all are somewhat sluts, aren't they? But he said that he doesn't like that... he really is a serious boy!"
"But then?"
"Well, just a moment after that, he had it nicely up and hard like a flag pole!"
"How did you do that?"
"Me? Nothing... it came up by itself, it was something to behold!"
"And... does my brother Fiore fuck well?"
"Yes, even if I can say that it was his first time."
On the open sea, the two grooms are rowing vigorously.
"Did yours suspect anything?"
"Not at all. And yours?"
"She was still sleeping, so I just threw away my note."
They smile at each other, conspiratorially, admiring their pectorals darting at the rhythm of the rowing.
"Let's take off our swimming trunks, Daniele!"
"No, or else I'll want to do it."
"And so?"
"There are too many boats around here."
"We could come back at night time. I would like doing it in the boat, on the open sea."
"But then, isn't there the possibility that the boat will turn upside down, with all our fucking!" They both laugh. They are happy, carefree.
"Tonight we will meet again, Fiore?"
"Sure thing! God, what a yen I have to give you head, right now."
"Fiore! You made me get a hard-on!"
"You know, I just had a fabulous idea. For when we get back home!"
"What's that?"
"We both will develop a passion for hunting. Something that just men do. So, we can leave home early in the morning and can have all day for ourselves. We leave with the motorbike, but instead, we'll go to town. There we can find a place, we can rent a cheap room... What do you think?"
"But what about the game for when we go back home?"
"We can buy it, or return home empty handed, bad luck, you know!"
"Yes, okay. But I don't want to do it with you just once a week or two!"
"No, but then in town, we'll be able to do it with more ease, having all day for ourselves, and in a nice bed. It was great, last night, on that nice soft bed, wasn't it?"
"I love this honeymoon, don't you?" Elvira asks Lidia on the beach.
"Yes. Those two are really bosom buddies, aren't they?"
"Really. Happily we're also good friends. Is he still good in bed?"
"Sure. Fiore is a young bull. It's evident he likes it... it seems like he wants to make up for lost time..." she says, giggling.
"Daniele too. The only thing that amazes me... usually boys like to rub our tits... He seems almost like he doesn't see them!"
"Well, so much the better, at least you don't risk getting cancer."
"What does cancer have to do with it?"
"Don't you know? In 'Grand Hotel' magazine there was an article saying that one of the reasons for breast cancer is that men rub them too much..."
"Do you know, Fiore, I thought that we might have to make our wives pregnant soon."
"Why?"
"Because when they are pregnant, they're less into being fucked, so..."
"Do you feel it a burden carrying out your duty?"
"Well, not that so much, but I would like to save some more of myself for you... You know, cumming every day twice..."
"That's just for the honeymoon. Later we will slow down, with them... Dad and Mum fuck just three times a month."
"How do you know that?"
"Because Mum, before fucking, wants Dad to take a bath, and he takes one just three times a month..."
"Lidia?"
"What's up, Elvira?"
"Last night Fiore said he could not fall asleep. So he went for a walk..."
"And so?"
"Well, nothing, it's just that... at a certain point I wondered 'what if he really went to meet another woman?' Don't you see how some of these tourists look at our men?"
"What are you thinking about? Didn't you just make love?"
"Yes, why?"
"Because! Can you believe that if, just knackered, he would be able to get it up again with another woman!"
"Well, Paolo, in our village, was able to do it as many as three times in a row, one after the other."
"You went with Paolo too? That one is really a great male, isn't he?"
"Yes... a shame he married Mimma. But his face, he was not very handsome. Our men are a lot better."
"But between his legs..."
"Did you notice how the elevator operator was looking at us? I think he knows about us."
"And so? However... I think that he's only interested in you -- he was mainly looking at you when his fly swelled up..."
"Come on!"
"Don't you like him?"
"Are you joking? Don't you know that I am only interested in you? Come on, Fiore, what are you looking at?"
"The closet mirrors. If we open the doors a little, we can see our reflections in them while we are making love."
Fiore gets out of bed, opens them, goes back and starts again where he left off, making love with Daniele.
"Isn't it great looking at ourselves?"
"Yes, but I like it best looking at you directly. While you take me you become more... more manly. You are terribly arousing."
"You too... But you arouse me always, whether you're the top or the bottom."
"You and Daniele, do you do it in the dark?"
"Yes. You two too?"
"Yes. Fiore says that any way differently he would be ashamed. He is really different from the other boys, he is less material, less... animal. He is more naive."
"Well, Daniele is too. But then, tonight we didn't do it."
"Why?"
"Well, it's not like you have to do it every night, right? At least, I hope that's not the case. Especially when you consider that when we're back home, in the evenings after a full day of work, we will be tired. To have to do 'that' job too, would be the limit."
"Well, but anyway, the one who gets more tired is him -- you just have to lay there and he does all the work."
"No, no, to me, once we're back home, a clear understanding breeds long friendships -- at most, once a week. I'm not a sex machine!"
"Well, I'd like doing it maybe two or three times a week... But you're right, not every night, I agree with you."
"You had a good idea suggesting that they go by themselves browsing through the fashion shops, so for once we can make love in the day time. You have the key with you, right Fiore?"
"Always here in my wallet."
They go upstairs to their room, and open the windows wide. Fiore starts to undress Daniele. He kisses his body as he reveals it. Daniele stays still, standing up. He lets his lover do whatever he wants, he quivers. He knows that later it will be his turn, it is a game filled with eroticism. Daniele invented it, he is always full of ideas.
"Your skin tastes salty."
"Yes, I didn't shower after our swim this morning. Does it bother you? I can take a shower, if you want..."
"No, I like it, Daniele..." Fiore says while continuing that beautiful erotic game.
He suckles Daniel's nipple, then the other and he enjoys feeling his lover shuddering. He knows that the more he gets him aroused, the more Daniel will take him with vigour.
"We have to try to do it once under the shower, Fiore..."
"Yes, Love..."
"At home too, we could take our showers together..."
"Yeah... why not..."
"Elvira, would you please come to my bungalow?"
"Yes, Lidia. What for?"
"When I shower, I never can wash my back well, so if you helped me..."
"Ah, that's a good idea, and do you know what I'll do? I take the bathing cap and take my shower with you, so you can also wash my back."
"Thank you."
"But... wouldn't you like it better if it was Daniele washing you?"
"Oh, no way! He would get aroused and want to fuck me again! No, I feel safer with you. You know, when we are back at home, we can continue to take our showers together, if you are game."
"Good, why not!"
"Aaah... oooh.... That's great... Go on, Fiore... harder... God isn't it great? Didn't I... have a good... idea? Ooooh!"
"Yes, love... this way too... but also in bed..."
"Oooh, Fiore... faster..."
"Yeah... oh, yeah... I like it..."
The shower's water pelts down on the two united bodies. Fiore takes his lover with great gusto. They exchange their roles with the same intense enjoyment, several times. And at last, first Fiore then Daniele, gives each other their load of love. They rinse, step out, dry each other then lay on the bed embracing and kissing each other.
"Hey, Daniele, won't our women fell weird at home if we take our showers together?"
"We will say it is to conserve the hot water..." Daniele answers with a laugh, then kisses him.
"But we cannot moan like we can now..." Fiore giggles and kisses his friend back.
"We will be careful... it will even be more exciting..."
"Are you happy, Lidia, with this honeymoon?"
"Yes, Dani. It's just a shame that it's almost over. I fit well with Elvira, did you notice? We will get on well, when we all live together."
"Yes. Also Fiore is a likable guy."
"Yes, but you two were already friends. Elvira and I knew each other, but..."
"I'm happy that you like my sister. We will make a nice family."
"And we will have many children, right?"
"How many do you want?"
"Four..."
"And four we will have. Is my sister happy with Fiore?"
"Yes, she likes him. She says that he respects her, that is, he doesn't jump on her for sex, like an animal..."
"And are you happy with me?"
"Yes, Dani... I am happy."
"Fiore? What are you thinking about?"
"About your brother."
"You two really are friends, you and Daniele, aren't you?"
"Yes, I fit well with him."
"It's evident. You are like two brothers. My brother is a dear boy."
"You can say that again..." Fiore answers, pleased.
"Lidia is happy with Daniele too." Elvira adds.
"And you? Are you happy with me?"
"What a question, Fiore! You are my husband, aren't you?"
"At times wives are not happy with their husbands..."
"Not me, not yet at least." Elvira says slyly.
"And... do you like also... also how we do it?" Fiore asks to test the situation.
"Yes, I like it. You want children, don't you?"
"Sure... and soon..."
"I would like to have... three or four."
"That's all right with me."
"Two sons and two daughters."
"Whatever we have will be welcome..." Fiore says quietly.
"Fiore, tomorrow we will be back home..."
"Yes, Daniele... And we will start our life of four..."
"We will continue it..."
"It's just a shame we can't make our women sleep together, and us two together..."
"That would be too much to ask for... I wonder if women do it between themselves too?"
"It could be. But without a tool, what pleasure could they have?"
"Well, they can use their fingers, can't they?"
"Yes, that's true... but I like best being a male and doing it with you, also a male."
"Me too, you know that well... Who knows why two men cannot love each other in broad daylight, marry, and live together? That's not fair..."
"Giampaolo told me that in Holland, or in Denmark, I don't remember which, two men can marry each other."
"That's great, Fiore! That sounds like a good place. A shame we were not born there..."
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